[Reed gets a good laugh out of Cain as Cain decides that maybe the kid isn't that bad.]

Nothin' gets by you kid.

[Cain shakes his head at Reed, patting around his jacket pockets for his cigarettes. he find them, taps out a single one and lights it up. with the cigarette between his lips, he takes a long drag before turning to Reed. blowing out the smoke, Cain asks:]

You really wanna be friends with someone who, moments ago, was gonna beat you up?

[he almost feels sorry for Reed.]

This is why yer a freak kiddo.